The Other Me

I guess some of you who read my previous post about myself might think that I was a wuss when I was in school. The fact is, I was not! Hehehehehe... You might think that I'm trying to "save face", but anyone who knew me back in school will tell you that I am no wussy. In fact I have a nickname called Small Bull.

I think I need to tell you more about my childhood in order to clear myself. My dad was a gangster(mobster) in his younger days. He quitted the gang when he got married to my mom. He was in the most notorious gang in his time and he was one of the pioneers which brought him some respect even after he left. One of the gang leaders (big brother), used to be my "god-father". So I learnt the way of the street since at a very young age and loyalty became one of my virtue.

I have seen drugs and know of its danger (under its influence or under the law) at the age of 8! Not that I have been a drug abuser at that age, just that I came in contact with many drug dealers and drug abusers. I was the "look-out" boy in few occasion, looking out for cops when the drugs were packed. I was brought along during drugs smuggling to give the smuggler some alibi. I guess that's the "perks" of having mobsters as family friends. But God was looking after me, and I was "spared" from these activity soon after.

Because of my family problems and growing up environment, I was never a push over in school (except Kindergarden). Infact, I'll have some sort of fights in school almost every year from my primary to secondary school years! It was like a yearly ritual that after I have collected my report card, I'll had some fights. I still remember my first fight, ruler fights, which I broke few of my Primary one classmates' rulers because they laughed at my big and ugly ruler (but I'm proud of it). Kekekekkee...

There are few fights that I'll always remember. Primary 3 I fought with a school bully because he was bullying my friend. I lost in the fight(I was not a bully in school ok) but I gained his respect after he knew that I fought because of my friend. Primary 5, because of a silly misunderstanding, i fought with another boy from another class. Tried to lie when questioned by my dad when i got home (he knew because a client of his has her son studying in the same school and saw the fight) and I got punished even more. But the cool thing was, I apologiesed to the kid i fought with the next day and we became best friend for the next few years after that. I just got to know today that he lost his twins. I am sorry brother. My condolences to you and Elpis. I pray that God will give you strength for you and your family during these time.

Then the "biggest" fight that I had was in Secondary 4 (Form 4). It was my biggest because we were surrounded by hundreds, if not thousands of students when the fight broke out. It happen during National Day Parade rehearsal in the city center. My class was nominated along with another class to represent my school for National Day Parade marching, and during that particular rehearsal, I lost my temper with another boy from another class and fight broke out between me and him in the middle of the field that all of us gathered together with all the other schools in Ipoh! Thank God I was not punished by the school or by my dad in that matter.

I once shouted at my secondary school gang leader and treaten him with the "or else" for calling my younger sister at night. I scolded an adult client (almost wanted to beat him) who tried to bully my mom in giving him other people's laundry and he never came back to the shop after that. I used vulgar words to scold my dad's client because he used vulgar words on my mom. He never dare to speak to me after that, that pimp!

By now you must think that I was a "monster" in school! Again you are wrong! From Primary 4 onwards, I was always in the first two top classes in school (Primary, Secondary till Pre-U). I was never in any gang (other than my Primary 6 Voltron gang, which I was the Black Lion lol) or do I smoke or steal or bully. All my teachers gave me good rating for my behavior in school. My relative and neighbours all like me for my good manner. They only don't like my temper. Hahahahaaa...

Well, that's all about my school "fighthing" days. If you find this as interesting reading, I promise you more to come. =)

As Mother's day is around the corner, next I'll blog about my wonderful mom. Stay tune!